Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Rims 4bricks

[Dame Dash +
How rich y'all wanna be? (Franchize!)
You be a millionaire? (D-F-B...Bitch!)
You be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!)
Nigga you wanna be what I be...(10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

I got them bricks for the high, and the by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
I fuckin hustle, nigga I get money!
I can get doin anything!

I got them for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Dame
Nigga I really do my
Kind of fuckin hustlers are

yeah...
I'm in that tip (Tip)
And my home
an ounce of that kush (Kush)
In my sean jones
I got the for the low (Low)
smokin plenty optimos
Tryna make a quick flip, like my patna
I'm shinin on my haters, signin so I'm a paaaa...
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still a couple blocks....
(all man, I need a fo, a duece)
It started in that temp, flippin by them O-Z's

On the hill wit that from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I nigga's order
what you nigga's order?
06' Nino Brown, flip the temp the carter
Rebirth! cut out my four-ways
I stash purp pounds, that's down for the days
And for my pay, I hit the trap when the
I break one down, and the rest goin for the

I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash]
Now see I like the these niggaz is talkin
hustla's recognize other real hustla's
That's why I'm wit em, Hey!

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down

[Dame
I got houses in different nigga!
Nigga I did my trips in London, remember
Fuck is wit ya'll?!?

[Jizzal
I'm the of my own shit, I'm the ruling general
Bricks lined up like, at a funeral
I'm working hard white, So I never twurk, touch and
My workers on the block, So the work ain't even gotta
My money in stacks (Stacks)
And I just how to get it man
A low profile, might be ridin a Civic man
You'll know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he clirpin on my phone
so sweet (Sweet)
And I'm wit tha curribeans'
They come from cross the water, masked-taped to my
Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the
Tryna double my money up, the block, wit a profit
For you that like to pop (Pop)
You know I got pills too
Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I this shit tha Franchize!

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Dame + Jim Jones]
get a million dollars and think they gettin it? (Harlem!)
Nigga I my first million when I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..)

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Jim
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! Them know I'm bout this (ByrdGang!)
Spillin champagne, all over Vision's (Ballin!)
Like it, tell alex keep the cris' rollin (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin drunk blowin wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!)
a couple K's up in Stroker's (Right...)
Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the roster's (The Life!)
I'm so icy, and I think they me (Like Me)
Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my tee (I'm Fresh to death!)
The cars got they eyes poppin' (Daammnn....)
And you can see the when the ride droppin

Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get some of that clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me)
I'm iced out, and snow, like an eskimo
And the show's slow (Show's slow)
I cook blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some extra (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, like Texaco (Texaco)
I can make it get stiff, like dead
Keep my workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater (Egg Beater)
And ya account? shit, that's my pocket fare (Pocket Fare)
on my clothes, call it Roc-A-Wear (Roc-A-Wear)
I can beat it my....
I treat the dope like Tina, And I it like I....
And I keep tha grass, so you can me the lawn-man
I ride around wit chickens like I from a farm man

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
You see how I get down wit the get
I got a car for everyday of the week
And two other for the weekends, nigga fuck is wrong wit you?!?

I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash]
Fuck is wrong wit y'all, I can sell whatever I wanna sell!!
I done muthafuckin music, that shit was easy!!
Roc-A-Fella and sold it!!
I can get in fashion, that shit was nuthin!!
In five years I started that shit, my part for Thirty Million!!!
And watch what the fuck is gonna be now!!!